were helping the others to shore up the 

 treacherous entrance, so that such a 

 stirring thing could not happen again. Bancroft Library 



There is not much more to tell. I 

 believe that the tunnel is still there, bor- 

 ing its way into the heart of the moun- 

 tain, where, perhaps, the lovely yellow 

 gold is; but we no longer refer to it 

 as ours, and Nimrod still has to work 

 for our daily jam. For the insolence ot 

 Mrs. Frisco in leaving Mrs. Kansas 

 stranded in the snow and obliging her 

 to walk home on the cave-in day de- 

 veloped the brewing storm into such 

 proportions that the next day their hus- 

 bands did not speak as we gathered 

 round the morning coffee. And the 

 Kansases moved away into one of the 

 other five houses in Cartersville. Mr. 

 Kansas was not "going to see his wife 

 insulted by an upstart not he; he'd 



